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Today the question is,

'Would you allow your son

to marry a white woman?'

Today the roles are reversed.''

The Black Panthers say,

''When the people rise up

to free themselves from slavery,

they must arm themselves with guns.

If we want to free ourselves of guns,

we must arm ourselves with guns.''

And now Cleaver:

''America is defended by sadistic

and bloodthirsty masters.

The blood, the tears

and suffering of the Negro

are the foundation on which

America rests.

We were forced to build it. But

if they force us to, we will destroy it,

and the result

will be a horrific bloodbath.

We, too, are bloodthirsty.''

But the Negroes are also hungry.

At least that's what it says

on the banner

that leads the demonstration

at Cape Kennedy

on the occasion of the first

white men on the moon.

The demonstration was organized

by Martin Luther King's successor,

Reverend Abernathy, who says,

''You, white man, are the cause

of all our woes.

You tore us away

from Africa, made us slaves,

kept us in ignorance, exploited us, got

rich, and now you're going to the moon.

We can't accept that. Stop playing

with your millionaire's toys,

and pay us the damages you owe us.

Where are you going, white man,

with your billionaire's toy?

What are you running away from,

your past?

What did you do,

that was so bad?

Why do your

black brothers hate you so?

It's useless to run away,

because the past is not behind us,

as Abernathy believes,

but ahead, traveling toward the stars,

just like Einstein said.

And the faster

you run, the faster you'll get there.''

GOODBYE UNCLE TOM

- Is this a bad time?

- No, please, come in.

- Who are these people?

- They are Europeans.

To be exact, they're Italians,

Italian journalists.

They've come here to the south

to conduct an inquiry, right?

In inquiry on slavery.

They seem to be quite shocked.

- What is their religion?

- Catholic, I think.

- You're Catholic, aren't you?

- Roman Catholic Apostolic.

They shouldn't be so shocked, then.

After all, the Pope, who is usually

so generous with his excommunications,

has never excommunicated

a merchant of black meat.

Unless he eats it on Fridays.

- Why are they here, then?

- I think they're slaves, too.

You know Catholics. They're slaves

of the fascination of sin.

Or they simply want to protest.

What are we going to do about it?

These Europeans, after the French

Revolution, do nothing but protest.

Please, times have changed:

Rousseau, Diderot, Voltaire...

This is rich, Catholics who read

books written by the devil.

What would His Holiness say?

Please! These gentlemen are my guests.

And following the example

of other friends of mine,

have given them

free access to the entire house.

This way they'll see who

the real slaves and masters are.

No, Senator, please.

No chicken bones.

They're very dangerous to puppies.

I had to take two of them to the vet.

It's so annoying.

Well, since each one of you

is a famous person,

your frank and authoritative statements

on the subject of slavery

should be very useful to these

gentlemen.

I agree,

and I'll be the first.

It's absolutely true that slavery

cannot be hidden,

just like a volcano's

eruption or a cancerous affliction

that erodes a man's face.

I, for one, have freed my slaves,

but I did so only because they were

stupid, smelly, sad and boring.

I am an aristocrat, and I believe

in freedom, but not in equality.

This is my statement.

Signed,John Randolph of Roanoke.

I'm John Pithiou,

and I think that slavery

is the natural condition of the poor,

whether white or black.

In fact, I consider it ideal,

because it's synonymous with a full

belly, a guaranteed dwelling,

medical help and security in old age,

whereas for us it's a status symbol.

Furthermore, we mustn't forget,

gentlemen,

that we whites make up only

20%% of the world's population,

so if one day we gave up our power,

it would be the end of us.

It will depend solely on us,

and I mean solely on us,

if a meek slave or a snake in the grass

gets off the slave trader's ship.

What a stench! What did you bring,

a load of rotten meat?

What are you talking about?

It's top choice.

They stink because they eat like pigs,

then they throw up and mess themselves.

- How long was the trip?

- 94 days.

Didn't they get air on the bridge?

Are you crazy, with the sea

full of English ships?

The times have changed.

This is contraband merchandise.

If I get caught with one Negro on board,

I'll be hung.

And I wouldn't be the first.

If they spent the entire trip down

there, they must be all rotten.

No way! On this ship rule

number one is hygiene.

Hygiene and cleanliness.

If one of them gets really sick,

I don't wait for him to spread

it to the whole load.

I throw him overboard and that's that.

I deliver my merchandise in good shape.

- Are you interested or not?

- How many are there?

3 27 between males and females.

These are all males. No syphilis.

Black meat was sold either

by the head or by weight.

The load was arranged in layers,

and each Negro had a berth

3 5 by 1 2 inches, in which he was

chained from 45 to 90 days,

depending on the wind.

This way,

over the course of two centuries,

about 50 million slaves were shipped

to the Americas,

30 million of which did not survive

the journey.

To keep epidemics at bay, the Negroes

were watered three times a day

with carbolic acid and sea water.

The load was always insured.

But since the insurance paid only

if the Negro died on board,

if an epidemic broke out, the captain

would rather not take chances,

and preferred to unload a whole

shipment in the sea, still alive,

rather than risk unloading a ship

of dying men and women.

Dysentery depreciated the merchandise,

so in order to keep it from buyers,

the captain would order the sealing

of''leaky holes'' with a cork

sealed with tow and tar.

In November of 1 81 2,

in a shipment of 41 5 slaves,

the buyer contested 21 6,

because he realized that

they had been plugged up.

The captain was Jean Lafitte,

the famous pirate patriot hero

who sold slaves in Louisiana to raise

money for Karl Marx in Europe.

- What's that mushy stuff?

- Corn, molasses and fat.

They love it. We have to tie them up

and give them a little at a time,

otherwise they'd choke.

That one doesn't seem to like it.

That one has decided to let himself

starve to death. Pitiful!

Hey, we need a chisel and hammer

and a funnel over here.

The remedy was quite frightening,

and served as an example.

And even if it cost the master

a little damage,

a Negro minus three or four teeth

was always better than a dead one.

- Let's say $1 50 a head.

- I said I'll buy them by the pound.

- The whole shipment for $2 a pound.

- Seven dollars.

- Three.

- Six.

- Four.

- All right, but I'm losing money.

1 20 years later, three or four

generations at the most,

and some of them have already

forgotten. They are not many.

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